On the same day, at the succession ceremony of the patriarch of the Nie family, he reined in his aura and pretended to be a little monk who only had eight layers in the qi refining period, and the same was true of Hua Buyao.

As a result, as soon as he arrived at Nie's house, he was recognized by Nie Ziming, so he found Nie Rong and Nie Tianba, and after some discussion, he decided to capture the design of the ordinary.

So, they poisoned the wine they drank ordinarily, and sacrificed the treasure of the town, but when they started, they were recognized by the ordinary and killed the three of them by thunder.

After that, in order to vent the anger in his heart, Pingfan killed all the immortal cultivators of the Nie family, and after calming down, he did not regret it, but felt a little guilty about Nie Shuangshuang.

As the monks passed the test of the spiritual pillar, some people were happy and some were worried, most of these monks who came to take the exam were cultivating in the foundation building period, and most of them were casual cultivators, and there were also children of the family.

When she first arrived in Qingzhou, Ping Fan wanted to kill the Tianyue Sect directly, but after all, this is Yan'er's sect, even if she has a grudge, she has to avenge herself, and he can't do it for her.

Besides, if there are good friends in it, if he kills the wrong person, he will really regret it.

Therefore, even if he hated Tianyue Sect again, he didn't kill it directly, just like Luoyue Pavilion in Dongzhou, he didn't destroy it for the same reason.

In the end, he decided to infiltrate the Tianyue Sect, hoping to find out Yan'er's whereabouts, but when he heard that the Tianyue Sect was going to recruit outer disciples, he took this opportunity to infiltrate the casual cultivation. Flash Dance

The assessment of the disciple's qualifications was very fast, and it didn't take long for it to be the turn of the ordinary, he put his hand on a palm print on the pillar, and suddenly, the spirit measuring pillar lit up with a blue light.

"Single-attribute water spirit root, good qualifications, yes, you go to the side and wait first, and when the inspection is completed, let's go up the mountain together!"

Ping Fan showed a happy smile, and said in his heart: "What kind of single-attribute water spirit root, master, I don't even have a spirit root, but when I come to you, I have become a genius with excellent cultivation qualifications, it's really ridiculous." ”

If it weren't for the fact that he randomly released a little water attribute true element and injected it into the spirit measuring pillar, this level would really be difficult.

Quietly pursed his lips, and after thanking the middle-aged man, he walked to the side.

However, his disdainful eyes were still captured by Nie Shuangshuang, who was looking at him intentionally or unintentionally, which made a figure involuntarily appear in Nie Wushuang's mind.

It was a deep canyon passage to Ningcheng, and it was the look of a little beggar when he faced dozens of horse thieves who killed him, and it was also this look when he faced his father, who was stronger than him.

"Why is this look so similar to Ping Gongzi, is it difficult for him to ....... ”

Thinking of this, Nie Shuangshuang hurriedly withdrew his gaze from the ordinary, shook his head, and said in his heart: "This is impossible, I can remember his appearance, his breath, and his every move clearly, how can it be this mediocre-looking casual cultivator in front of me! 35xs”

Sighing helplessly, Nie Shuangshuang looked up at the distant sky, and the young and handsome, cynical smile kept coming to mind, and she began to miss the ordinary again.

"Ping Gongzi, where are you, I miss you both. ”

Feeling Nie Shuangshuang's gaze looking at him many times, and finally looking into the distance blankly, Ping Fan sighed in his heart: "Silly girl, why are you like this, if you know that I killed your father, even if you think about it, even if it is love, it will turn into hate!"

Today's Nie Shuangshuang cultivated in the late stage of Jindan, compared to other disciples in the sect, her cultivation speed was very fast, and she was deeply loved by the seniors of the sect, and was accepted as a personal disciple by the middle-aged man in front of her, who behaved freely, and her future was immeasurable.

Because of this, after receiving the news about the destruction of the Nie family in Ningcheng, Nie Shuangshuang wanted to go back, but was stopped by her master.

As soon as you enter the fairy gate, all mundane things are a thing of the past. For immortal cultivators, the home of the mundane world will only be a fetters on the road of cultivating immortals, and now that they are gone, it is the best time for them to be mundane and dedicated to the Tao, how can his master let her go back.

After some education, Nie Shuangshuang finally agreed, a hundred years of life, for immortal cultivators, it is just a white horse, even if they don't die, when she returns to Ningcheng, with their lifespan, they have turned into a pile of white bones.

Only made her regret that she didn't know who killed their family, this revenge, when she returned to Ningcheng, she didn't know if she could get revenge.

The spiritual root test ended quickly, and there were more than two hundred people, and only twenty or so people finally passed the assessment, and the others all left the Tianyue Sect in despair.

The middle-aged man didn't make much introduction, and directly took them to Tianyue Peak.

After going up the mountain, Ping Fan was arranged to be in charge of a spiritual field in the outer gate, and became an outer disciple of the Tianyue Sect, named Fan Tian. Every day, in addition to cultivating, he also has to irrigate and weed the spiritual field.

This spiritual field is located in the middle of nowhere, and it is relatively quiet, which is the best place for him, the enemy who has blended in, to hide his identity.

Bursts of medicinal fragrance came to the nose, the mountain of spiritual grass, under the blowing of the autumn wind, like a green ocean, an ordinary person stood in the spiritual field, looking at the frost-covered suspended island in the air not far away, his face was full of thoughts. Because there, it used to be her cultivation cave mansion, and there is still her breath there.

"Yan'er, where the hell are you. ”

"What do you think?"

A sweet woman's voice interrupted his thoughts, and he turned his head to look, but saw a woman like a peach blossom, with skin like condensed fat, and picturesque eyebrows looking at him with a smile, ordinary smiled slightly, and said, "You're here!"

"Why am I here, why is there no politeness at all, you should call me uncle, you know how to call me uncle! Nie Shuangshuang glanced at the ordinary and said angrily.

Since Pingfan came to Tianyue Sect, Nie Shuangshuang has been running here from time to time, either to find the spirit grass, or to ask him questions about planting the spirit grass, and it will be a long time, which makes Pingfan very speechless.

"You still know that you are an elder! You run to me twice in three days, and as soon as you come, you ask some brainless questions, where do you look like an elder? ”

"What nonsense are you talking about! I'm not just asking some questions about cultivating spirits! ”

"Hehe, but have you ever thought that you, a dignified Jindan senior, came to ask me a question for a little foundation junior, isn't it strange?"

"What's so strange about this, could it be that people with high cultivation understand everything? This is not necessarily! Okay, if you don't call Uncle Shi, you won't call it! What so much nonsense" Nie Shuangshuang glanced at the ordinary, puffing out his cheeks and puffing out.

In fact, she is also very innocent, since she saw his eyes, Nie Shuangshuang has been like a demon, always thinking about running to the ordinary, and the more contact she has to, the aura that the ordinary body unintentionally exudes makes her feel very warm, as if it is the best medicine in the world, which can stop her lovesickness for the ordinary.

(To be continued)

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